I'm just going to leave this right here...
Michelle speaks...
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mAlice
professional daydreamer
Flawless Lyrics:
It's that Yoncé, your Yoncé in that lingerie
On that chardonnay, scoring touchdowns on yo runway
I'm Texas forever like Bun B, and I'm redboned yo
Billion Ring like Donjae, I'm camo in here yo
These thots can't clock me nowadays
You wish I was your pound cake
Boy you know I look good as ####
You wish I was your babymomma
Want me to come around and give you good karma, but no
We escalate, up in this bitch like elevators
Of course sometimes #### go down
When it's a billion dollars on an elevator
Of course sometimes #### go down
When it's a billion dollars on an elevator
(Ha, ha, God damn, God damn, God damn)
Momma taught me good home training
My Daddy taught me how to love my haters
My sister told me I should speak my mind
My man made me feel so God damn fine (I'm flawless!)
You wake up, flawless
Post up, flawless
Ridin' round in it, flawless
Flossin' on that, flawless
This diamond, flawless
My diamond, flawless
This rock, flawless
My Roc, flawless
I woke up like this, I woke up like this
We flawless, ladies tell 'em
I woke up like this, I woke up like this
We flawless, ladies tell 'em
Say "I look so good tonight"
God damn, God damn
Say "I look so good tonight"
God damn, God damn, God damn
I wake up looking this good
And I wouldn't change it if I could
(If I could, if I, if I, could)
And you can say what you want
I'm the #### (what you want I'm the ####)
I'm the ####, I'm the ####, I'm the ####
I want everyone to feel like this, tonight
God damn, God damn, God damn
(Onika)
[Nicki Minaj:]
Looking Trinidadian, Japanese and Indian
Got Malaysian, got that yaki, that wavy Brazilian
[Beyonce:]
(Them bitches thirsty, I'm Hungarian
Nicki, Bey, be eatin' diamond fangs, barbarian, ah)
[Nicki Minaj:]
Yo, like MJ doctor, they killing me
Propofol, I know they hope I fall
But tell 'em winning is my mother####in' protocol
'Cause I score before I ever throw the ball
These bitches washed up and ain't no ####in' soap involved, uh
It's every hood ***** dream, fantasizing about Nicki and Bey
Curvalicious, pxxxy served delicious
Mayday mayday, earth to bitches
Slap these hoes on they ass like we birthing bitches, uh
The queen of rap, slayin with queen Bey
If you ain't on the team, you playin' for team D
'Cause we A-listers, we paid sisters
This watch right here done faced blizzards
I confess, I woke up like this
All this drank in my cup like this
All this ass on that flawless dick
Instagram another flawless pic
Flawless city with these flawless titties
I've got all these hundreds, you've got all them fifties
I'm with some flawless bitches because they be mobbin' pretty
'Cause niggas love bad bitches that be on they grizzly
Throw that ass back I be on my frisbee
Princess cut diamonds on my Disney
He want monster Nicki in Sri Lanka
I told 'em meet me at the trump, Ivanka
I said come here let me show you how this cookie tastes
This that yeah, *****, eat the cookie face
It's that Yoncé, your Yoncé in that lingerie
On that chardonnay, scoring touchdowns on yo runway
I'm Texas forever like Bun B, and I'm redboned yo
Billion Ring like Donjae, I'm camo in here yo
These thots can't clock me nowadays
You wish I was your pound cake
Boy you know I look good as ####
You wish I was your babymomma
Want me to come around and give you good karma, but no
We escalate, up in this bitch like elevators
Of course sometimes #### go down
When it's a billion dollars on an elevator
Of course sometimes #### go down
When it's a billion dollars on an elevator
(Ha, ha, God damn, God damn, God damn)
Momma taught me good home training
My Daddy taught me how to love my haters
My sister told me I should speak my mind
My man made me feel so God damn fine (I'm flawless!)
You wake up, flawless
Post up, flawless
Ridin' round in it, flawless
Flossin' on that, flawless
This diamond, flawless
My diamond, flawless
This rock, flawless
My Roc, flawless
I woke up like this, I woke up like this
We flawless, ladies tell 'em
I woke up like this, I woke up like this
We flawless, ladies tell 'em
Say "I look so good tonight"
God damn, God damn
Say "I look so good tonight"
God damn, God damn, God damn
I wake up looking this good
And I wouldn't change it if I could
(If I could, if I, if I, could)
And you can say what you want
I'm the #### (what you want I'm the ####)
I'm the ####, I'm the ####, I'm the ####
I want everyone to feel like this, tonight
God damn, God damn, God damn
(Onika)
[Nicki Minaj:]
Looking Trinidadian, Japanese and Indian
Got Malaysian, got that yaki, that wavy Brazilian
[Beyonce:]
(Them bitches thirsty, I'm Hungarian
Nicki, Bey, be eatin' diamond fangs, barbarian, ah)
[Nicki Minaj:]
Yo, like MJ doctor, they killing me
Propofol, I know they hope I fall
But tell 'em winning is my mother####in' protocol
'Cause I score before I ever throw the ball
These bitches washed up and ain't no ####in' soap involved, uh
It's every hood ***** dream, fantasizing about Nicki and Bey
Curvalicious, pxxxy served delicious
Mayday mayday, earth to bitches
Slap these hoes on they ass like we birthing bitches, uh
The queen of rap, slayin with queen Bey
If you ain't on the team, you playin' for team D
'Cause we A-listers, we paid sisters
This watch right here done faced blizzards
I confess, I woke up like this
All this drank in my cup like this
All this ass on that flawless dick
Instagram another flawless pic
Flawless city with these flawless titties
I've got all these hundreds, you've got all them fifties
I'm with some flawless bitches because they be mobbin' pretty
'Cause niggas love bad bitches that be on they grizzly
Throw that ass back I be on my frisbee
Princess cut diamonds on my Disney
He want monster Nicki in Sri Lanka
I told 'em meet me at the trump, Ivanka
I said come here let me show you how this cookie tastes
This that yeah, *****, eat the cookie face
Such a role model, that Beyonce.
DEEKAYPEE8569
Well-Known Member
Ebonics.....passing for song lyrics. That's all it is. Not just "Queen Bey" either. Anybody ever listen to Nicki Minaj's rap in "Bang Bang"? Sounds like she's having a stroke.
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Larry Gude
Strung Out
It would be interesting if she was asked how she dealt with being around bill and Hillary and ask if she could apply the same technique in dealing with hugging ol pussy grabbing Donald if that were to be inauguration day festivities. If she was able to hold her nose over rape allegations and abuse of power to coerce subordinates for sex before, big mouth should be easier.
mAlice
professional daydreamer
I can't believe all the people out there saying "men don't talk like that", "I've never heard such appalling language", 
I'm not a big Rush fan, but this is dead on.
http://conservativetribune.com/rush...tm_content=2016-10-14&utm_campaign=manualpost
I'm not a big Rush fan, but this is dead on.
http://conservativetribune.com/rush...tm_content=2016-10-14&utm_campaign=manualpost
I can't believe all the people out there saying "men don't talk like that", "I've never heard such appalling language",
I'm not a big Rush fan, but this is dead on.
http://conservativetribune.com/rush...tm_content=2016-10-14&utm_campaign=manualpost
mAlice
professional daydreamer
:takesabow: what a bunch of liars.
Hijinx
Well-Known Member
Has anyone listened to High School girls lately. The F word is an important part of their language.
Michelle is black, No way she got through High School and college without hearing MF.
I have a headache from just trying to read that. Bitches be crazy.
Hank
my war
Ironic
Dakota
~~~~~~~
http://people.com/celebrity/michelle-obama-jay-z-concert-in-chicago/
^ Remember sweet little Michelle taking her girls to a Jay Z concert??
The guys who sings this??
Verse 1]
I've got the Rap Patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed
Rap critics that say he's Money, Cash, Hoes
I'm from the hood, stupid! What type of facts are those?
If you grew up with holes in your zapatos
You'd celebrate the minute you was having dough
I'm like, "#### critics! You can kiss my whole #######
If you don't like my lyrics, you can press fast forward"
Got beef with radio if I don't play they show
They don't play my hits, well, I don't give a ####, so
Rap mags try and use my black ass
So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads
####ers, I don't know what you take me as
Or understand the intelligence that Jay Z has
I'm from rags to riches, niggas, I ain't dumb
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one; hit me!
[Hook]
99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
If you're having girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one; hit me!
[Verse 2]
The year is '94, in my trunk is raw
In my rearview mirror is the mother####in' law
Got two choices, y'all: pull over the car or
Bounce on the devil, put the pedal to the floor
And I ain't tryin' to see no highway chase with Jake
Plus I got a few dollars, I can fight the case
So I pull over to the side of the road
I heard, "Son, do you know why I'm stopping you for?"
‘Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hat's real low?
Do I look like a mind reader, sir? I don't know
Am I under arrest or should I guess some more?
"Well, you was doing 55 in a 54
License and registration and step out of the car
Are you carrying a weapon on you? I know a lot of you are"
I ain't stepping out of ####, all my paper's legit
"Well, do you mind if I look around the car a little bit?"
Well, my glove compartment is locked
So is the trunk in the back
And I know my rights, so you gon' need a warrant for that
"Aren't you sharp as a tack? You some type of lawyer or something? Somebody important or something?"
Well, I ain't passed the bar, but I know a little bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my ####
"Well, we'll see how smart you are when the K9 come"
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one; hit me!
[Hook]
99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
If you're having girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one; hit me!
99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
If you're having girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
[Verse 3]
Now once upon a time, not too long ago
A ***** like myself had to strong-arm a ho
This is not a ho in the sense of having a pussy
But a pussy having no goddamn sense, try and push me
I try to ignore him, talk to the Lord
Pray for him, but some fools just love to perform
You know the type, loud as a motorbike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
And only thing that's gon' happen is I'ma get to clappin'
And he and his boys gonna be yappin' to the Captain
And there I go, trapped in the Kit-Kat again
Back through the system with the riff-raff again
Fiends on the floor, scratchin' again
Paparazzis with they cameras, snappin' em
D.A. try to give a ***** shaft again
Half a mil' for bail ‘cause I'm African
All because this fool was harassin' them
Tryin' to play the boy like he's saccharine
But ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems, being a bitch ain't one; hit me!
[Hook]
99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
If you're having girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one; hit me!
Yeah, I can just imagine how you were so victimized from hearing some "guy talk."
^ Remember sweet little Michelle taking her girls to a Jay Z concert??
The guys who sings this??
Verse 1]
I've got the Rap Patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed
Rap critics that say he's Money, Cash, Hoes
I'm from the hood, stupid! What type of facts are those?
If you grew up with holes in your zapatos
You'd celebrate the minute you was having dough
I'm like, "#### critics! You can kiss my whole #######
If you don't like my lyrics, you can press fast forward"
Got beef with radio if I don't play they show
They don't play my hits, well, I don't give a ####, so
Rap mags try and use my black ass
So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads
####ers, I don't know what you take me as
Or understand the intelligence that Jay Z has
I'm from rags to riches, niggas, I ain't dumb
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one; hit me!
[Hook]
99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
If you're having girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one; hit me!
[Verse 2]
The year is '94, in my trunk is raw
In my rearview mirror is the mother####in' law
Got two choices, y'all: pull over the car or
Bounce on the devil, put the pedal to the floor
And I ain't tryin' to see no highway chase with Jake
Plus I got a few dollars, I can fight the case
So I pull over to the side of the road
I heard, "Son, do you know why I'm stopping you for?"
‘Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hat's real low?
Do I look like a mind reader, sir? I don't know
Am I under arrest or should I guess some more?
"Well, you was doing 55 in a 54
License and registration and step out of the car
Are you carrying a weapon on you? I know a lot of you are"
I ain't stepping out of ####, all my paper's legit
"Well, do you mind if I look around the car a little bit?"
Well, my glove compartment is locked
So is the trunk in the back
And I know my rights, so you gon' need a warrant for that
"Aren't you sharp as a tack? You some type of lawyer or something? Somebody important or something?"
Well, I ain't passed the bar, but I know a little bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my ####
"Well, we'll see how smart you are when the K9 come"
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one; hit me!
[Hook]
99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
If you're having girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one; hit me!
99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
If you're having girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
[Verse 3]
Now once upon a time, not too long ago
A ***** like myself had to strong-arm a ho
This is not a ho in the sense of having a pussy
But a pussy having no goddamn sense, try and push me
I try to ignore him, talk to the Lord
Pray for him, but some fools just love to perform
You know the type, loud as a motorbike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
And only thing that's gon' happen is I'ma get to clappin'
And he and his boys gonna be yappin' to the Captain
And there I go, trapped in the Kit-Kat again
Back through the system with the riff-raff again
Fiends on the floor, scratchin' again
Paparazzis with they cameras, snappin' em
D.A. try to give a ***** shaft again
Half a mil' for bail ‘cause I'm African
All because this fool was harassin' them
Tryin' to play the boy like he's saccharine
But ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems, being a bitch ain't one; hit me!
[Hook]
99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
If you're having girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one; hit me!
Yeah, I can just imagine how you were so victimized from hearing some "guy talk."